My fear is not of heights
My fear is not you
I'm not afraid of spiders
Or things that scream out boo
My fear cannot be described
It lurks deep in my mind
I cannot give an answer
Because I'm scared of what I'll find
My fear is not of beauty
It's not 'the end of the earth'
My fear can be felt
But i'll tell you what it's worth
I'm fearful from death
What happens afterwards
Because I not sure of heaven or hell
For a tale I should tell
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15, Pretty words are not always true and true words are not always pretty
Welcome to this lonely world. Once you're here there's no turning back. You're trapped here for eternity. Even when your body dies, your soul still lives. There's no exit, your stuck here forever.
I feel it now. Now more than ever. I see the clouds. All stormy weather. The sun was out. But it's not here. I see the darkness. I feel the fear. Why can't this be. Another dream. A nightmare ride.
I keep thinking The world is going to end I keep dreaming And that scares me too. The world doesn't end in 2012 My world ends when I do.
Isn't it sad. We all vanish… We all die… It's sad. We decease a Grim's banish… Lost souls in the sky. What about the living. We lose our friends… We lose family… Grim's gift giving… It never ends.
Darkness is a funny thing. It hides in the light, just a blink behind.
Do I have a life, have a soul, Or am I nothing more than flesh on bone. I live, I think, I breath, I know, But in years to come I'll be food for crows. Is life worth a life of living.
Life is a strange thing. You're only here for a while and then you're gone again. All your questions ignored and unanswered. The point of existence, still a mystery.
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